Kyoko-Li

A day of mourning, that’s what it was: the tenth anniversary of the nine-tailed fox demon’s attack on Konoha. An unlucky day, spent by most people in a reverent silence. Only occasional noises of grief stirred the quiet. Families clustered around graves together and wept, holding one another. There were no graves for Naruto to visit, and no one to console. Naruto didn’t mind. In fact, if he could avoid all of humanity that day, he would. Only the Academy kept him from this; the Academy, with its yearly ceremony honoring the shinobi who’d perished fighting the fox demon. A ceremony which, as a student, Naruto was expec